Damn foot. Damn, stupid foot. Yesterday I ran for the first time since Ghost Train and I thought, besides the cobwebs needing to be kicked out, it went really well. That was until later in the night when I got up from the couch and felt an incredible pain in the bottom of my left foot. Right on the outside there. Right where the internet tells me is my Metatarsal. Right where the internet tells me is a common location for an overuse injury. Balls.
I first told myself that I was going to take the next few weeks off from running, but the weather is perfect and it’s hard not to get out there and enjoy the last parts of fall before the winter interrupts and kicks in the scrotum. Now I’m feeling that I’m going to be forced to take this time off. Cutting out the running and hitting the gym. Burning the last good weather of the year inside, barf.
Could be worse, could be INJURED injured. Guess I’ll just get swoll and test it out in a few weeks. Time to dig out those padded bike shorts and headphones, best to make something positive out of this break. I could definitely use the weight and core training.
[reposted from greyrunner.com]
With my last race of the year completed and the New England winter approaching, I’m in that spot where sitting at my computer, playing a video game sounds way more appealing than covering up in layers and hitting the trails with a headlamp… Thanks a ton daylight savings. This is where I need that little extra push to get my ass out of the house and do some work. I’ve just started to put together a winter program and plan on incorporating a new diet to help get through the winter doldrums without an all-out depression setting in. My first race of next year will be the TARC Spring Classic. This year’s Spring Classic was my first marathon and I’m going for the 50K this year. I’m adding something new to this winter’s training, a weight goal. I would like to be around 165 or so by race day. Over the summer, I’ve put on a little weight. Some of it is muscle, I definitely feel more strength when climbing hills, but some of it is most certainly from cookouts and beer. I’m sitting around 180 now, and feel confident that I can shave 15 pounds by April 23.
My main goal for 2016 will be finishing at least one 50 miler and using Ghost Train, at the end of the season, as another experiment to see how far I can go. I was excited to hit 45 miles this year, but would have liked to have gotten another loop in. It’s a little odd how excited I am to have these goals, especially the weight loss. I’ve found that I take my diet and training way more seriously when I put solid, attainable goals out in front of me.
Last weekend’s Ghost Train was my last scheduled race for this year and after I take this gluttonous, lazy week off, I’m going to start my winter training. I started having some serious pain in the bottom of my feet, especially my left foot, so I might take a few weeks off from running and start next week with the stationary bike at the gym. Looking back on how last winter turned out, I’m hopeful that I can add a little more muscle while I burn off some more chub. Without the lead up to a race, I feel like I can get into a more regular running routine. I still have the training plan my friend made up for me, and I intend to mix in some other exercises to get through this winter pain free.
I need, like really need, to start writing here again. I feel better than I thought I would after running 45 miles last weekend, but don’t want to push it before I need to. It’s a long winter up in these parts and I want to enter it healthy and strong. This blog keeps me thinking about my training, and I definitely feel like I am deconstructing my running more when I sit down to write about it. We’ll see, I’ve said this before and rightly neglected it.